I opened the door of my car, she got inside, after closing the door I looked around, there was no one. I have already asked my soldiers to inform everyone to stay at home after I realized Seira's smell is getting stronger.
I knew I had to come to get her before anyone else tries. When my soldiers informed me about the smell of a strange creature in the pack, I inhaled, instantly knowing the source of the smell. At that moment, I knew I had to protect her otherwise her scent would attract other wolves, which would be a problem for her and my pack.
I sighed, moving to the other side of the car to get in the driving seat. I repeated my lines of not caring about her in my mind, trying hard to believe it. As I started the car, I looked at her, she was looking outside the window, frowning slightly, her hair tied in a loose bun, some strands coming out of it, looking innocent, beautiful, and lost in her thoughts.
As I drove, I saw from the corner of my eye she slid back in her seat, hiding her face by facing the window, lifting a hand to her cheeks wiping something.
She was crying, arousing a twinge in my heart. My hands itched to pull her in my arms, my hold tightened on the steering wheel. I wanted to comfort her, soothe her, whisper that she is safe with me but those words were not ready to escape my mouth.
I know I haven't been on my best behavior but I was sure I didn't say anything to hurt her.
"Don't you want to know who am I?" I asked trying to distract her.
"Why bother? You would not tell me," She said, her voice normal as she stared out of the window.
"I might if you ask me again," I said.
"I am not interested anymore," she said.
"That's bad. I am in the mood to tell you," I said.
"And I am in the mood not to ask you" she retorted, still looking out of the window. I knew she was not human and I have to find out what is she. Her parents, it feels like I have seen them somewhere.
"You have to win her trust to know what is she?" My wolf said.
"How?" I asked.
"Make her believe in what she wants to believe," my wolf said.
"You mean, deceive her?" I asked.
"Why not? This is about our pack. Last time, I was not careful but this time I am not going to give myself to this bond," He said.
"There must be some other way?" I asked.
"What way? There is no way of knowing about her without raising suspicion of her being our mate. That would attract the attention of other allies, they would harm her to get to us," He said.
"I feel like I have seen your parents, somewhere," I asked and finally she looked at me, giving her full attention, her eyes red and puffy.
Her parents are the key to know more about her.
" Just be careful, don't get sucked in the seduction of the bond. We have suffered a lot because of this mate thing," He said.
"What if she is not like Kara?" I asked.
"What if she is like her?" He replied.
"No, I don't think so. They were normal people, not so famous," She said looking at her nails.
"Where did you live before this pack?" I asked, but she didn't answer. She took a deep breath as if she is recalling some bad incident and trying to get rid of that memory.
"I don't want to talk about that," She said.
"Why not?" I asked.
"I just don't," She said looking ahead on the road. I wanted to push her but the grief in her tone made me halt the conversation.
"Are you always this secretive?" I asked.
"Look who is talking? The one, who wouldn't tell me anything about himself," She said rolling her eyes.
"Well, when I was in the mood you didn't ask?" I said.
"I knew, you would not tell me," She said.
"Well, I think it may take some time but you would know who I am and I would who you are," I said and she fixed her eyes on me, hesitation and uncertainty filled in them.
" Why do you care?"She asked and I remained quiet not knowing how to answer that.
" See, you would not answer any of my questions?" She said looking at me keenly.
I stopped the car as we reached my apartment. I looked around, but there was no one. Finally, I looked into her eyes, facing her.
"Why do you care?" She asked again facing me.
"You are living in this pack," I said.
"Do you have a mate?" She asked. I was taken aback by her question.
"Do you think I would have kissed you if I had mate?" I said as the memory of her lips aroused me, her cheeks colored bright red.
"How would I know? I hardly know you," she said.
"No, I don't have a mate," I said and her lips found mine, her arms wrapped around my neck and I stiffened.
I remain shocked for a moment, not kissing her back while her lips explored mine with passion and intensity as if she is running away from her thoughts, her secrets that she kept deep in her.
No longer ruled my rationality, I kissed her back earning a beautiful moan. Her tongue on my lips enhanced the communication and I pulled her on my lap, pushing her against the steering wheel. I tangled my fingers in her soft hair wanting to consume her secrets, her desire, her passion, her innocence.
My hands lifted, squeezing her breasts through her shirt while my tongue explored her mouth. Her hands in my hair, on my shoulder, sometimes on my neck pulling me closer, her moans felt like paradise.
Her hands reached under my t-shirt, exploring my chest. She was pressed against me, willingly and ready.
I pinched her nipples, through her shirt almost painfully as she moaned arching her back.
"Stop it...you are losing yourself," reminded my wolf.
I put up all of my power to push her away as we both looked at each other, panting heavily. Then I saw in her eyes, the guilt of what she initiated, humiliation, and a hint of pain making me feel like an ass.
Without saying a word, she opened the door and got out. I looked at her as she avoided looking into my eyes. I felt the hard strain in my pants as I adjusted myself before getting out of the car.
Living with her in my home is going to test my control...